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Category: author – Jonathan Pryce

I love cities. Being in a place where my surroundings constantly buzz and I have little to no idea of what could happen next. So far, this drive took me from a small village in Scotland to its biggest city, Glasgow. And then to study in the city that they …

After spending last year studying in New York, I am more interested in US politics than ever before. I watched debates and interviews, particularly with Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama fighting it out. From the start I felt a strong affiliation with Obama. As a white British male in my …

“Do you feel that your imagination is different than the imagination of those generations that succeeded us?” – Petr Kral at Prague Writers’ Festival ‘08 How does a young artist find inspiration in a society where “everything has been done”?

Today the New York sky reminds me of a famous Rothko painting I saw in the Metropolitan Museum, ‘The Met’ to us locals. Rich blues contrasting with a deep Manhattan skyline. In a week or so, my horizons will once again change as I return to Scotland. Let the reminiscing …

Christmas in New York means doing some really touristy activities. First I took a train up to mid-town to see the ice-skating and the huge tree in Rockefeller Center, then trotted along to Radio City Music Hall to see the legendary Rockettes—which was the most spectacular show I have ever …

Mean City to Big Apple I Is it better to travel hopefully than to arrive? JONATHAN PRYCE tells a tale of two cities—on opposite sides of the Atlantic. August: Glasgow Today the air is clear, but apprehension clouds my gaze into a rare bright blue sky. In just three weeks, …